See below on the story from the original author that this is based on.
This is a story about a normal guy named Stephen and his girlfriend Diane.
Diane and Stephen have been living together for a few years in a quiet house in the suburbs. Diane had been trying to get Stephen to propose to her for several years, but Stephen was not ready. Every time the subject came up, Stephen would tell her, “I’m not ready to be anybody’s husband. Don’t you want me to be ready?” Diane was growing tired of this and started to work on a plan.
In the last year, their sex life had started to fall off. They decided that they would try experimenting with new things. They surfed the web and found many interesting websites that gave them plenty of new ideas. Diane was afraid that Stephen might be cheating on her either with another woman but she was not ready to confront him.
Stephen had always liked Diane to wear sexy lingerie to bed. She also loved the feel of the satin and silk next to her skin. She began to wear garter belts and stockings under her work clothes that made her feel sexy all day long. When she came home from work, she would rub herself over Stephen and drive him crazy. They began to try new things in bed. They even experimented with bondage. They tied each other up with silk scarves and teased each other.
One day Diane came home from shopping, she asked Stephen to help her undress. He recognized that one of the bags was from their favorite lingerie shop. He helped her carry the bags into the bedroom. When they got to the bedroom, she told him to undress, and sat on the bed to watch him. He knew she was up to something, but did not know what.
“Close your eyes, I have a surprise for you,” she said. He did, and she reached into a drawer to pull out a silk scarf. She tied it tightly around his head so that he could not see. Stephen was getting pretty excited by all this. He could hear her rummaging through one of the bags.
“I found something that I knew we would both enjoy.” He heard her moving around on the bed, but could not figure out what she was doing. Diane moved behind him and steered him toward the foot of the bed so that he was facing it. “Put your hands up,” she said.
He felt a metal bar that was suspended from the crossbeam of their four poster bed. Diane fastened leather cuffs around his wrists. “It’s a lacing bar. I found it at one of the adult toy stores. It’s really a spreader bar with cuffs at the ends, but I think it will do nicely. What do you think?” She asked.
“Well, I’m sure we can put it to good use.” Stephen had a raging hard-on. Diane came up behind him and began kissing the back of his neck and shoulders. She rubbed her hands over his body. He shuddered and began moaning.
“That’s enough of that. I don’t want you to get too excited.” Stephen could hear her undress and rummage through more of the bags. She came back behind him again and began to rub her silken body up and down his back. She was really getting Stephen excited.
“Diane, quit teasing me. You’re driving me crazy. Let me out of these cuffs!” Stephen struggled in earnest but was unable to free himself.
“Not just yet. I’m going to drive you stark raving crazy first.”
She renewed her pleasure assault on him. She ran her silky legs up his. “Don’t you love the feel of my stockings?”
“Oh yeah, they feel fantastic,” Stephen panted. He was going absolutely crazy. The blindfold was preventing him from seeing. He could smell her perfume mixed with her musk. Her silky body was rubbing all over his back. She was using her hands to stimulate his balls, chest and nipples. She avoided his penis, which was rock hard.
“Quit teasing me please!! Turn me loose before I lose my mind.”
She left for a moment and came back to him. He felt her wrap something silky around his penis. She began to stroke him. She would stop when he was ready cum. “What would you be willing to do if I let you cum?”
“Anything. You name it, and I’ll do it. Please just let me come,” Stephen pleaded.
“Ok, you got it. I’m going to pick out our costumes for the Halloween party this year. Do you agree?”
“Yes, but its only July. If you really want to pick out the costumes, that’s fine with me.”
“Ok, but I’m going to hold you to it. I don’t want to hear any complaining in October. Give me your promise and oath” She insisted.
“Yes, my solemn oath, promise and committment” Stephen moaned.
She began stroking him again in earnest. It didn’t take long for him to explode. He could never remember having such an intense orgasm. He hung limp from the cuffs.
“Diane, can you release me?”
“Yes I can, but I won’t. I need to take some measurements of you.” He felt her measuring around his chest, waist, arms and everywhere else. She even measured the length and circumference of his flaccid penis. He figured she was doing this to be funny. “I need to make sure that your costume will fit you perfectly.”
After measuring everything three times, she was satisfied. She left the room for a few minutes and then returned and released him. Stephen turned to her and kissed her. She led him to the side of the bed, sat on the edge, and pushed him to his knees. She spread her legs and put them over his shoulders. Stephen went to work pleasing her with his lips and tongue. “Diane, you are so wet.” It did not take her long to reach her first orgasm. Stephen continued to pleasure her until she had several powerful orgasms.
They continued to have great sex over the next couple of months. Diane bought an old-fashioned Victorian style lace up corset that she loved to wear. Stephen would strap her into the lacing bar whenever she wore it. Diane would occasionally use her silk panties to rub Stephen’s penis to orgasm.
One rainy Saturday at the end of September, Diane had that special twinkle in her eyes and asked Stephen if he would be willing to try something new. Stephen knew he should probably be cautious but he said, “of course I will.”
“Good, take off all of your clothes and jump in the shower.”
Stephen jumped in the shower and washed up. Diane came into the bathroom with her hands behind her back. “Now close your eyes and turn your back to me.” Stephen complied and he was soon blindfolded. Reach your hands straight up. Stephen put his hands up and Diane quickly attached handcuffs to them so that his hands were cuffed to the shower curtain rod.
“What are you up to Diane?” He asked.
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
Stephen felt her rubbing a sticky cream all over his body. It didn’t smell very good and after a few minutes it began to tingle. “Don’t worry in a few minutes your skin is going to be baby soft,” she promised.
Diane finally released his hands, turned off the bathroom light and said, “Make sure you clean all of the lotion off. Use the liquid body wash I left on the ledge to wash all over. It will make your skin feel better.” Stephen removed the blindfold, but could barely see with the lights turned off. He rinsed all of the sticky goo off his body and began washing with the body wash. He slowly realized that he did not have any body hair below his head. Damn, I can’t believe she did this to me. I’m going to let her have it when I get out of here,” he thought to himself.
After washing himself, he got out of the shower, flipped on the lights and looked at himself in the mirror. He could not believe what he looked like. He was slim, but now he looked like a teenager. He dried off and went into the bedroom. When he saw Diane, his jaw dropped open. She was wearing a black bra, panties, garter belt, silk stockings and knee length hi-heeled boots. She wore her long red hair up. In her hand she held a riding crop.
“Close your mouth and come over here so I can take a look at you.”
He walked over to her and stopped. “Turn around slowly.” She ran her hands over him to check for stubble as he turned.
“Do you like how I look?”
“Hell yes, you look like a million bucks.”
“Stephen, I have been dressing in sexy clothes for you these past few months to improve our sex life and save our relationship. Now I want you to wear some for me now. Go over to the bed and put on what I have laid out for you.”
Stephen began to regain his composure. “I can’t believe you shaved my whole body. How am I supposed to go to work? What are people going to say?”
“You wear pants and long-sleeved shirts to work. How is anyone going to notice? Besides, you know that I have never liked your body hair. Besides, I think you look very sexy.”
“Ok, I guess you’re right. No one at work will see me. And now that it’s Fall, I won’t be wearing shorts outside.”
Stephen walked over to the bed and saw what she had laid out for him to wear. There was a pink garter belt, stockings, panties, camisole and tap pants. “You can’t be serious, you really want me to wear this?”
“Stephen, I know how you get turned on when I wear lingerie. We both love the way it feels. I thought it would be fun for us both to wear it.”
Reluctantly, Stephen picked up the garter belt and put it around his waist. “Let me help you with the stockings Stephen. I don’t want you to get a run in them.” Diane sat beside him on the bed. “Lift up your leg and point your toes.” She rolled up the stocking, slipped it over his foot and carefully pulled it up his leg. The feeling of the silk socking on his smooth leg made him shudder.
“What’s wrong?” Diane asked.
“I can’t believe how good that feels.”
“Of course it does, silly. Why do you think girls like to wear it? Now put on the rest of your lingerie.”
Stephen followed her example and pulled on the second stocking. He was careful not to get a run in it. The stockings had a wide band of lace at the top. Diane helped him hook the garter belt to the stockings. Stephen put on the panties, but his penis was sticking out so far that it was obscene. He put on the camisole and the tap pants. Diane had a big smile on her face. “How do you feel?”
“Like a guy wearing women’s underwear.”
“I know you like the way it feels because your pecker is giving you away. Seeing you that way really makes me horny. I just want to throw you down and have my way with you. You look so cute in pink.”
Stephen’s face turned bright red, but his penis was turning purple. Diane walked up to him and grabbed his penis through the tap pants and panties. She began to stroke him. He moaned. She stopped and said. “Not so fast.” She reached into a bag and pulled out a shoebox. “Put these on, they’ll complete your experience.”
Stephen opened the box and found a pair of pink pumps with a 2 or 3- inch heel. Stephen put them on and tried to walk around. Diane gave him walking lessons for the next few minutes. By this time his hard-on had subsided a little. “Stephen, I want you to see what it feels like to walk around in lingerie all day. Let’s do our normal Saturday morning clean up routine.”
“Oh come on Diane, you worked me up and now your going to make me wait? That’s not right.”
Diane swatted him on the butt with the riding crop and said, “You better get to work or I’ll show you how well I can use this thing.”
Stephen was shocked that she had hit him, but he knew better to argue with her when she was acting this way. “OK you win, I’ll get started.”
They spent the morning cleaning up the house. Stephen couldn’t believe how good it felt to wear the lingerie. The only drawback was the heels, but Stephen could see how they shaped his legs when he walked past a mirror. In the early afternoon, they sat down and ate some lunch.
After lunch Diane said, “why don’t you put on some clothes and we’ll run our errands. It will really turn me on to know that you are wearing that sexy lingerie under your street clothes.”
“But Diane, what if someone notices, or we get in an accident or something?”
“Don’t be such a wimp Stephen. Where’s you sense of adventure? Come on, it will be fun.”
Stephen gave in, and the two went back to the bedroom to get dressed. Stephen put on some khaki pants and a long-sleeved shirt. He hoped nobody would be able to see the garter belt or camisole straps.
Diane wore a silk shirt, a short skirt and pumps. She looked dynamite.
They left in her car. Diane kept her hand on Stephens thigh. She pulled on the straps to his garter belt, played with the tops of his stockings and rubbed his crotch through his pants. He had a raging hard-on by the time they got to the mall.
The stockings felt great on his legs while they walked around the mall. Every so often, Diane would rub his legs discretely. She whispered in his ear, “how do you feel?”
“Great. I can’t believe how good it feels to wear this stuff.”
“I can’t agree more. Let’s get you some new underwear.” She grabbed him by the hand and dragged him into Victoria’s Secret. When they left, he had half a dozen sets of garter belts, stockings, panties, camisoles and tap pants. Diane even bought him a couple sexy nightgowns. Stephen was glad that Diane pretended everything was for her.
On the way home Diane continued to tease Stephen. He was panting by the time they got there. Diane dragged Stephen back to their bedroom. She tore his shirt, pants and shoes off. Stephen tried to undress Diane, but she wouldn’t let him. She took a scarf out of her dresser and quickly tied Stephen’s hands behind his back. Without further ado, Diane forced Stephen back onto the bed. She pulled her skirt up and straddled his face. Stephen could see that her panties were soaked through. “Stephen, make me cum.” Stephen went to work on her with vigor. He tried to free his hands, but Diane had tied him too well. Diane leaned back and ran her hands over his silk clad body. Stephen was moaning. He needed to cum so badly. He tried to squirm out from under his wife so that he could more easily free his hands, but Diane only forced herself down on him more.
Diane had several powerful orgasms before she finally climbed off his face. “Stephen you are really getting good at that. Maybe you are really a lesbian trapped in a man’s body.”
“I’ll be whatever you want as long as you give me some relief. My balls are turning blue!”
“I want you to save up your strength for tonight. Just relax for a few minutes and I’m sure the swelling will go down.”
Diane lay down beside him and stroked his face. After he had calmed down she said, “let’s go fix some dinner, and after that we can play some more. I have another present for you that I am really going to like. I can’t wait to give it to you.”
“What is it? Don’t tell me that and keep me in suspense. Let me see what it is,” Stephen pleaded.
“Nope, come on, let’s go make dinner.”
Diane actually had Stephen do most of the work. She had been teaching him to cook for the last few months. He served a nice dinner with some wine. After dinner, Diane had Stephen clean up while she “freshened up and got his present ready.”
“Stephen, come back to the bedroom, I have your surprise ready.”
Stephen walked to the bedroom and saw his girlfriend standing in her corset, stockings and high heels. “Take off all of your clothes, including your lingerie.” Stephen took off his outer male clothes, and reluctantly removed his lingerie. He noticed that Diane had fastened leather cuffs to the four corners of the bed.
“Ok, lie down on the bed so that I can give you your present.”
Stephen lay down on the bed and Diane quickly fastened his arms and legs with the cuffs. She tightened the straps attaching the cuffs to the bed so that he was spread eagle and could barely move his arms and legs. Diane pulled out a scarf and tightened it around his eyes so that he was unable to see. Stephen had another raging hard-on.
“Your not going to leave me with blue balls again are you? I’m really getting frustrated.”
“You haven’t really experienced frustration yet, but you will,” Diane stated flatly. Before Stephen could reply, Diane planted her legs on his arms and lowered herself onto Stephens face. She was facing away from Stephen and was able to lean down and stroke him with her hand. She picked up his silk tap pants and stoked him with them. They went to work pleasing each other. Every time Stephen neared orgasm, Diane would stop. She ground herself onto him until she reached orgasm. Once she had climaxed, she stroked Stephen in earnest. After all the build up, Stephen really blew his load. He was light-headed after being denied all day.
Diane got up and got a cool washcloth. She proceeded to clean up Stephen’s mess. “Are you ready for your first surprise Stephen?”
“I suppose I am. Can you remove the blindfold so that I can see it?”
“No, I don’t think I will. I want you to guess what it is.”
Stephen could hear her rummaging through a box. He heard a chain rattle, but couldn’t figure out what she was up to. “Lift your butt off the bed please.”
Stephen complied and felt her slip something hard and narrow around his waist. She grabbed his flaccid penis and stuffed it into a tube.
“Hey what the hell are you up to?”
“I’ll show you in just a minute. I’m really going to like your present.”
Stephen felt her pull something between his legs, and felt her attach the tube to something. He heard a couple of clicks, and felt her push a metal plate over his groin followed by another click. “Can you guess what it is?”
“No, it feels like a metal jock strap with a penis tube.”
“You’re pretty close. Hang on a second and I’ll take off your blindfold.” Diane left the room and returned a few minutes later. “I have another present for you too.” She removed his blindfold and he lifted his head to see a metal belt wrapped around his waist. There was a metal plate extending over his groin.
“What the hell is it Diane?”
“It’s a chastity belt silly. I’ll explain it in a minute. Don’t worry, just go with it and trust me. You do trust me don’t you?”
“Of course I trust you, this is just a little out of the ordinary.”
Diane released his feet. She pulled out a pair of steel handcuffs and attached one to his left wrist. She released it from the leather cuff and quickly connected the other cuff to his right hand. “You don’t need to do that, my arms are starting to fall asleep.”
“I just have to be careful. I have one more present for you. I think you will like this one a lot.”
She pulled Stephen to his feet and led him to the foot of the bed. She quickly attached his wrists to the lacing bar and removed the handcuffs. She pulled out a large box that was gift-wrapped in very pretty and feminine paper. “Can I unwrap it?” Diane asked.
“I think that is a good idea since I seemed to be tied up at the moment.”
Diane carefully un-wrapped the paper and took out a long box that was equally feminine. “Can I open the box to see what it is?”
“Of course Diane.”
She opened the box and showed him a very pretty corset. It looked to be made of white silk. There was pink embroidery along the bones. There were also numerous garters hanging from the bottom. She opened it so that he could see the inside. It looked as though it had a cotton liner on the inside. “Oooh, this is so pretty” Diane exclaimed! “I picked it out, but I had not seen the finished product. I wanted to see it at the same time you did. What do you think?”
“I’m speechless. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen anything as pretty as that,” Stephen said.
“Me either, I can’t wait to see you in it.”
“It’s for me?” Stephen croaked.
Diane stood behind him and wrapped the corset around his middle. It reached from his underarms to his groin. She was able to work it under the chastity belt. He quickly realized that the feminine look of the garment was a lie. It was heavily boned and quite restrictive. Diane tightened it as much as possible. “There is still a four inch gap in the back where the laces are. Since it’s the end of September, you only have a few weeks to lose four inches off your waist. Don’t worry though, I’ll help you.”
“I guess I’ll be going to the Halloween party dressed as a woman.”
“You’ve got it.”
“What will you be wearing,” Stephen asked.
“I’ll be wearing the pants.”
That made Stephen a little nervous. Diane fastened white stockings to his corset and put some white pumps on his feet. She released him from the lacing bar and put a short, tight dress on him.
“I don’t get it, why the chastity belt and the corset? Why don’t you just buy a bigger dress? It would certainly be a lot easier.”
“Oh I forgot to tell you. You are going to be my bride. Since your dress is white, I thought it would be appropriate for you to be chaste for a month. Maybe longer if you don’t lose enough weight to look good in your wedding gown.”
Indignantly, Stephen said “a month! I can’t go a month without sex. That’s not fair! I’m not going to go along with this. Let me out of this stuff right now!”
Diane gave him a light smack across his cheek. “Think back to July. You promised that you would do anything I asked if I let you cum. I let you cum. In addition, you agreed to let me pick out our Halloween costumes. Are you going back on your word?”
“Oh come on Diane, you know that I didn’t intend for you to do all this. This is totally unreasonable.”
“For centuries women have been doing this exact thing for men. It won’t do you any harm to spend one month this way. If you want out, you can have it. But if you leave, we’re through. I don’t want to spend any more time with a man who won’t keep his word. And if I leave Stephen, one little thing. All the escapades of today have been taped by a little spycam on the dresser. It’s loaded on the web already. I given you my solemn oath, commitment and promise that if you don’t give 100% cooperation, I will place the video’s on the internet and send emails to your friends to watch it”
“Ok, ok, I see I don’t have any choice.”
Diane smiled, grabbed him and kissed him passionately. “Great, I don’t want to hear anymore complaining from you. If you start whining, I’m going to use the crop or my belt on your bottom.”
They spent the rest of the night cuddled up on the couch watching movies. Stephen had difficulty getting comfortable due to the restriction of the corset.
When it was time for bed Diane helped Stephen to undress. Diane said, “I have another present for you.”
She handed Stephen a present that was wrapped the same as his bridal corset. He opened it and found a long white corset in the box. This one was simpler than the one he wore. It was made out of cotton instead of being lined with silk.
“This is your night corset. You will wear it every night. It will prevent your body from expanding after we remove your daily corset.”
“My daily corset. You can’t be serious.”
“I’m totally serious. Remember your promise. I’ll let you see your daily corset in the morning.”
Diane laced Stephen into the night corset and they climbed into bed.
“Stephen honey, I’m really horny. Can you be a dear and help me out?”
“You’ve got me locked into this damn chastity belt. What am I supposed to do?”
“Use your tongue and your mouth of course.”
Stephen grumbled about this request, but he complied. He was getting much better with his tongue. After a while, Diane climaxed. She sighed and rolled over on her side. “You’re going to be the most wonderful bride.”
His penis tried to get hard in its prison, but was unable. “Can’t you please let me out, this thing is painful.”
“We made a bargain, and you know the consequence of breaking it. If you persist in your whining, I’ll whip you tomorrow morning.”
Diane quickly slipped off into a deep sleep. Stephen tossed and turned. He was uncomfortable in the restrictive night corset and the chastity belt. Eventually he slept some.
When they got up the next morning, Diane removed Stephen’s night corset. Due to the chastity belt’s design, Stephen had to sit down to pee. They jumped into the shower and washed each other. The chastity belt had a fitting that allowed water to be sprayed into the penis tube to allow it to be cleaned without being removed. They dried off and returned to the bedroom.
“Put your arms up so that I can strap you to the lacing bar.”
Stephen complied. Diane left the room and came back in a few minutes. She unlocked the chastity belt. Stephen’s heart leaped from his chest. “Great, I can’t believe you’re taking that thing off!”
“Don’t get too excited. I just want to check that it is not rubbing on you too much and that we are able to clean your penis sufficiently with the spray attachment.” She examined him and found things to be satisfactory. “Let me get out your last present.” She pulled out another box that was wrapped the same as the others. “You are going to wear this corset everyday until Halloween. It will help you to lose weight and will make your waist narrow enough to wear your gown.”
The corset was white and covered with satin. It was not as elaborate as the bridal corset, but it was very pretty and heavily boned. It had eight garters hanging from the bottom. On the inside, it was lined with cotton. Diane pulled out a tube made out of spandex. She pulled it up Stephen’s body. This will protect your skin from the corset and will protect the corset from your body’s oils. Diane tightened the corset as much as she could. She put the chastity belt back on and locked it. Next she pulled out a pair of white stockings from his drawer as well as the matching panties, tap pants and camisole. “I have one more tiny little present for you.” She pulled out a bag that contained some chains. She attached the chains to d-rings on each side of his chastity belt. At the end of the chains were thigh cuffs. She put the cuffs around his thighs and locked them on. Diane locked a short chain between the cuffs. “This little chain will keep you from spreading your legs too wide. We ladies have to learn to be modest. Oh yeah, you obviously won’t be able to wear pants. If you want to wear something, it will have to be a dress.”
She left the room for a few minutes and then returned. She released Stephen from the lacing bar and helped him put on the rest of his lingerie. “Do you want to run around in your lingerie today, or would you rather wear a dress?”
“Well it’s not much of a choice. I still can’t believe you are serious about this. This is really kinky. I guess I’d rather wear a dress than run around in underwear.”
Diane insisted that Stephen wear hi heeled shoes again. She gave him a plain black dress and helped him put it on. She sat him down and made up his face. “You don’t look too bad now. If I get you a wig, you could probably pass as a woman.”
Stephen looked into the mirror and was surprised at the reflection. He looked sort of like a butch woman. Diane gave Stephen a short white apron and tied it around his waist. “You need to practice moving in your new clothes. What better way than cleaning the house, or would you rather go shopping with me?”
Stephen gladly spent the rest of the day cleaning up the house. The last thing he wanted to do was go out in public looking the way he looked.
When Diane came home from her shopping excursion she had more bags. Stephen helped her carry them in from the garage. “I’ve bought you a few new presents, but you can’t have them all right now.”
“Thank goodness for small miracles,” Stephen thought to himself.
They took the packages to the bedroom and piled them on the bed.
“Sit down at the makeup table and close your eyes.” Stephen did what he was told. He felt Diane fitting a wig over his head. “Ok, open your eyes and tell me what you think.”
Stephen opened his eyes and looked back at an attractive blonde woman. Diane placed a series of blonde and brunette wigs. “I think you look best as a blonde. Besides, blondes have more fun!” Diane put a shoulder length blonde wig on Stephen. “Let’s keep that on for the rest of the night and see how we like it.”
For the rest of the afternoon, Diane gave Stephen lessons on sitting, walking, holding his hands, doing his nails and a myriad of other female things. When it was time for supper Diane said, “you are going to be the most beautiful and graceful bride. I can’t wait for Halloween. Then we can live happily ever after!” The last statement made Stephen a little nervous.
For the next few weeks, Stephen was laced into the white corset during the day and wore a longer night corset to bed. Diane removed the chastity belt every few days to clean Stephen, check for rubbing and look for any other problems. Stephen was never allowed to cum, but he was forced to use his tongue on Diane frequently. Along with the corset, Stephen wore stockings, panties and camisoles under his work clothes. Stephen never took off his sports jacket at work as it helped to break up the shape of the corset. Gradually Diane was able to lace Stephen’s waist down to 24 inches.
Although Halloween fell on a Tuesday, their friend’s party was on the preceding Saturday night. The Monday before the big day, Diane was very excited. She gave Stephen a new corset and laced him in extra tight before he left for work. She called him several times during the day to check on him. On Friday, Diane took them out for a steak dinner. Stephen wasn’t too surprised when he was only able to eat a few bites of his steak. They went to a jazz club where they could enjoy a few drinks and dance. Diane loved putting her arms around his middle and feeling it compressed by the corset. When they sat at their table, she put her hand on his thigh and played with the garter straps and the tops of his stockings. She could see Stephen’s eyes rolling back in his head. He was in pain from the chastity belt, which was preventing his penis from expanding.
Mercifully, Diane stopped playing with his leg and he was able to calm down. Diane was still very excited when they got home. She was so horny that she ripped Stephen’s clothes off him and practically threw him on the floor. She quickly straddled his face while he ate her to several orgasms. She leaned back and rubbed her hands over his corseted body. It gave her such a thrill to know that she had such control over him. Now he was truly what she wanted. He helped around the house, was polite to her friends and parents. He even seemed to enjoy pleasuring her with his mouth. There was just one more step.
On Saturday morning, Diane woke Stephen up early. She was very excited about the party that evening. She had Stephen laced into the new tighter corset and had him put on a sweat suit. Around noon, the doorbell rang. It was two woman. One was Charlene who was introduced to me as the bridal photographer and videographer. Thde other was Joanna, who ran a hair salon and was one of Diane’s friends. Charlene started the video camera immediately. Joanna brought in a bunch of stuff. Stephen was completely taken aback by this sudden invasion of their private space. “Joanna is here to do our nails, makeup and hair. Don’t you want to be the beautiful bride?”
“Of course I want to look good in my costume, but don’t you think this is carrying it a little too far?” Stephen replied.
“After a month wearing a corset, panties and stockings I would have thought you were over your male ego.”
Joanna got a big smile on her face. “You’ve had him wear a corset for a month? Quick, let me see!” I would later much learn that Joanna was well aware of everything from the beginning. This was beginning done to humiliate me and show me my place.
“Hell no I’m not going to show her my corset. It’s embarrassing.”
Diane stormed over to Stephen and slapped him across the face. Stephen was stunned, while he was standing there; Diane ripped down his sweat pants and pulled up his sweatshirt. His panties, stockings, corset and chastity belt were exposed. When Stephen recovered, he tried to cover himself up, but the damage had already been done.
Joanna was standing there with her mouth hanging open. “How the hell did you get him to wear all that?”
“It was easy once I locked the chastity belt on him. Once his penis belonged to me, the rest followed. You should get one for your boyfriend. It’ll really help your relationship.”
Diane pulled up Stephen’s sweat pants and allowed him to pull down the shirt. Joanna spent the next few hours doing their fingernails, toenails, hair and makeup. She had even brought a piercing gun. She pierced both of Stephen’s ears as well as his nipples. The nipple piercing hurt a bit. Before Stephen could dress, Diane used hair remover on his body and got rid of any evidence of new growth.
Joanna and Diane had Stephen put on a very long and delicate white silk camisole. Next they strapped him to the lacing bar. Diane showed Joanna how to properly tighten the corset and tie it off. Between the two of them, it did not take long for Stephen to be gasping for breath. They did not stop until the back of the corset met. She attached the thigh cuffs to his legs and to the chastity belt. She then locked the little chain, which would prevent him from spreading his legs very wide. Diane then pulled out some patterned white silk stockings and eased then up his legs. After a month of being celibate, Stephen was moaning. Diane went into the spare bedroom and pulled out a large bag. She opened the bag and pulled out an enormously full petticoat. Of course it was white lace. She had Stephen step into it, pulled it up to his waist and tied it off. It made a wonderful rustling sound as it moved. Diane put white high-heeled granny-style ankle boots on him.
“It’s time for me to get ready. Don’t go anywhere while I’m away.” Diane and Joanna left the room. Stephen was still fastened to the lacing bar. He was forced to stand upright due to the compression and length of the bridal corset. It was extremely tight. The boots were not too tall, so he was not too uncomfortable. He looked at the clock and realized it was only 4 PM. They did not have to be at the party until 8. For the next couple of hours he heard Diane and Joanna laughing and talking. At six o’clock the doorbell rang. He heard more voices. This time there were both male and females. There was more laughing and talking. At around 7 PM, Stephen’s arms were numb from lack of blood circulation. Diane and Joanna came back in and helped him to stand when he his arms were released. They pulled very tight leather gloves over his fingers and all the way up to his armpits. It took a while for them to get them all the way on. Diane left the room, but Joanna carefully pulled the wedding gown over his made up face and arms. The gown fastened in the back with many small buttons. It had long sleeves, a high choker collar and a very full skirt. Once the collar was fastened, Stephen was unable to turn his neck more than a little bit. Diane pulled out a beautiful long blonde wig. Once it was on his head, the hair reached all the way to his narrow waist. Joanna used her skills to tie it up on top of his head in a very graceful hairdo.
The feeling was starting to come back into Stephen’s fingers despite the tightness of the gloves. The gloves had boning in the fingers that prevented Stephen from moving them very much.
Joanna touched up Stephen’s makeup. When she was done, she fastened a long white veil to Stephen’s wig and pulled it down to cover his face. Stephen was dying to see what he looked like, but Joanna would not let him see. Joanna said, “Put your hands behind your back please.”
Stephen complied and felt Joanna fasten handcuffs to his wrists. “That should keep you from peeking at yourself or doing any damage to your hair or makeup. Stay here while I help your groom get ready.”
Joanna left Stephen sitting at the makeup table with his hands cuffed behind his back. It felt good to sit down, so he didn’t get up and move around. He tried to see past the veil, but it was too tightly woven for him to see his reflection in the mirror. Stephen could not believe all of the sensations. His feet were tightly laced into ankle boots with 4” stiletto thin heels. He was wearing silk stockings, which were attached to a very tightly laced corset. His arms were encased in soft leather gloves, which reached all the way up his underarms. He was unable to remove them due to the gown’s long sleeves. Under the gown he wore a full petticoat that rustled every time he moved. The corset forced him to keep his back straight. The chastity belt held his penis in place and prevented him from touching it or getting an erection. There were two chains, which reached from the chastity belt down to thigh cuffs that were locked just above the tops of his stockings. There was a short chain, which was locked between the two cuffs. This prevented him from spreading his thighs more than six inches.
Joanna walked into the room “Get up Stephen and let’s go.”
“Aren’t you going to unlock these handcuffs?”
“Hell no, Diane told me she didn’t want you touching yourself or your makeup. She doesn’t want you to see what you look like in the mirror either.” Joanna helped Stephen to his feet and walked him to the front door. They walked out the door and there was a limousine parked in the driveway. The driver helped Stephen into the backseat, which was not easy; since he was wearing the petticoat, long gown, handcuffs, corset and thigh cuffs.
“Where’s Diane?” Stephen asked when he realized that she was not in the limo already.
“She’s going to meet us there. Don’t you know it’s bad luck to see the bride in her dress on their wedding day?”
“Aren’t you guys taking this a little too far?” Stephen asked.
Fortunately the party was only a 15-minute ride away. When they got to the party, Joanna and some of the other guests helped Stephen get out of the limo. Just before they got to the front door, Joanna had Stephen stop so that she could remove the handcuffs. She put them in her pocket and warned Stephen that they would be put back in use if there was any misbehavior.
When they entered the front door, everyone turned to see them. The host and hostess greeted them. The hostess Michelle, who was a judge, was dressed in her robes. Stephen thought, that’s not terribly original, but kept his thoughts to himself. Everyone at the party was dressed in one costume or another. There were superheroes, TV stars, vampires, ghouls, etc. The party had evidently started early because the place was really loud and people seemed to have had several drinks. Joanna led Stephen to the master bedroom. She pulled out a small makeup kit and fixed their makeup and hair. She was careful to prevent Stephen from seeing himself in the mirror.
“Where’s Diane? I thought she would be here already.”
Joanna responded, “don’t worry your pretty little head about it. She’s here already. She gave you this note to read”
The note simply said “total complete obedience or Else and I MEAN IT”.
It was quite clear they were not debatable particularly at this point.
The hostess, Judge Michelle, came into the room. “Things are all set. Are you guys ready?”
Stephen questioned, “Ready for?”
Joanna said, “Don’t be silly Stephen. The bride has to make a grand entrance. Stand up so I can take down your bustle.” She took down the bustle and Stephen realized that his gown had a train that stretched several feet behind him. She bent down to straighten up so that it looked pretty.
Michelle’s husband came in with a large bridal bouquet.. Joanna showed Stephen how to hold his hands together in front of him so that he wouldn’t drop the bouquet. He did as he was told; Joanna wrapped several ribbons from the bouquet around his wrists and tied them tightly. The bouquet in front of him now bound Stephen’s hands together. “Hey that’s not necessary. Untie my hands!”
“You have a choice, handcuffs or the ribbons.” Joanna replied. Stephen was stunned and just stood there. “We’re ready now Michelle, let’s get this show on the road”
“Ok, let me get things started.”
Stephen had a sinking feeling in his stomach. His legs were starting to get weak. It was all he could do to stand up. He could hear the party settle down. The door opened and the music started. Oh god, it was “Here comes the bride”. He started down the hallway toward the long spiral staircase. Michelle was in front of him and Joanna was behond him carrying his train. Charelene was ahead of us to videotape my entrance. Everyone in the crowd turned to stare, clap, applaud as Stephen came down the staircase. They walked carefully down the stairs. The guests had formed an aisle and Stephen crossed the room entering into the outdoor patio. There stood Diane, dressed as a stunning, sexy dominatrix. Tight black corset, long black stockings, high heel boots, long flowing red hair with a very large bullwhip attached to a belt around her waist. She was smiling as she held a pink collar and leash in her hands. I was lead to a center of the room. Michelle turned and took out a book. She told us to face one other. Diane was clearly sexier, hotter and more procative and stunning that I had ever seen her.
“Do you Stephen, fully, freely, and publically swear, attest, and affirm that you agreed to attend this party as a bride? On my god, how humiliting, embarrassing and mortyfing. But he had read Diane’s warning. “I do” Stephen replied
“Do you Stephen, fully, freely and publically acknowledge that you trained for your bridal debut every single moment day/night for the last 30 days?” On my god, it cannot get any worse he thought to himself. “I do” Stephen replied
“Do you Stephen, fully, freely, and publically acknowledge that you now own lots of pairs of panties, bra’s, garterbelts, stockings, corsets, high heels and dresses”. Wrong, she just made it far, far worse. “I do” Stephen replied
“Do you, Stephen fully, freely and publically swear, attest, and affirm that when your girlfriend Ms. Diane Myers dominates, disciplines, and punishes you that this really turns you on?” Ugh, public acknowlegent – he felt so, so ashamed. “I do” Stephen replied
“Do you, Stephen fully, freely, and publically acknowledge that this has been the most exciting 30 days that you’ve ever had?” “I do” Stephen replied
Michelle smiled and closed the book. “As judge of this party, before I bestow the bestow the final party vows, may I ask for the audience’s applause or boo’s as to whether this has been the most guty Halloween outfit/performance they have ever seen?”
The applauses were loud and seemed to be unanmious. Michelle continued.
“Do you Stephen, fully, freely and publicaly acknowledge that from this moment on your new name is Stephanie Myers?” I swallowed hard. “I do” Stephanie replied.
“Well then, I do prounce you as Ms. Diane Myers fully feminized submissive bride to have, hold, and keep until or unless she decides differently. You may kiss each now”. Diane moved forward and kissed. Wow, what a deep probbing, tongue kis. She continued kissing as everybody laughed at the length, passion and intensity of the kiss. When we broke Diane took the pink rhinestone collar and leash attached it to my neck over my high bridal collar. She then took the handcuffs from Joanna and cuffed me hands over the pink bound ribbons still holding my bridal boutique. She then whispered in my ear “no drinking for you Stephanie. We will leave the party in the limo. They will take us the our bridal suite. Yes, dear Stephanie, you are getting the full complete bridal treatment including the bridal night”.
Well, if that was not embarrassing enough, the next 2 hours at the party were public hell. Total complete public humiliation. Leashed to Diane, not allowed to drink, being lead to all the guests personally introducing myself as Stephanie Myers. The woman gasping as to how she got me to do it and the man either being “macho” insulting or even trying to hit on me.
After we had met personally met very single party member, Diane whispered what out parting words would be. Mine were clearly designed for total humiliation to be expected at this point. “Folks, my bride is just dying to get to her bridal suite. Throw your bouquet, Stephanie” she instructed. “I want to thank Diane, for a night I never, ever, ever will forget. Although she has promised the best is yety to come in our bridal suite” as I threw my bouquet. As we started to leave, Diane called out to make sure Charlene was coming. “The night will not be complete with the bridal boudoir image and video’s”she exclaimed. We were joined in the limo by Joanna, her husband, and bridal photographer.
As we got in the limo, Diane laughed hysterically. “Look at you Stephanie. You are completely, absolutely, totally turned on. Aren’t you my pretty girl?” she teasingly questioned. “Yes, totally. More than I’ve ever been in my life” I exclaimed. “Well, my lovely bride, I am serious the evening is just beginning”. Joanne leaned over and redid my makeup.
When we arrived at that hotel, we both went into the lobby. We made quite a show. Joanne’s husband carried up a pink luggage to the suite. The suite was filled with flowers and champagne. This was the first time, Stephanie saw herself in her bridal gown. She was stunning and beautiful. After spending 10 minutes admiring herself in the mirror (with Charlene filming of course), Joanna led her in the dressing room with Charlene. There her veil, dress, slips, and high heels boots were removed. Joanne opened the pink luggage and removed a short white peignoir and 3” white patent leather high heels. She was lead back into the living room whee she and Diane began to kiss. Joanne and her husband left. Diane led Stephanie into the bedroom followed by Charlene. Diane told Stephanie it was time for her bride to be consummate on her wedding night.
“Please release me Diane” Stephanie moaned.
“Oh, no stephanie – you’re not ready just quite yet”. Diane laughed. “What happens to brides on the bridal night? Where do they got fucked?” Diane taunted.
“In their pussy” Stepanie replied.
“That’s right Stephanie and you’re a girl now. Publically displayed for all to see. Plus everybody knows about your collection of bra’s, panties, garterbelts, stockings, high heels and dresses and how it was the best 30 days you’ve ever had. Isn’t that right, Stephanie?” she teased.
“Yes, Yes” Stephanie moaned.
“You want to stay as a girl now, dear sweet Steffie, don’t you?” Diane continued
“Yes, please keep me a girl. Keep me as a girl forever” Stephanie moaned.
“And?” Diane prodded.
“Fuck me like a girl” stephanie moaned.
“How dear?” diane continued.
“With a strap-on deep inside my pussy” stephanie pleaded.
“Say it again Stephanie, nice and loud for the tape” diane insisted. Stephanie pleaded and begged for it which pleased Diane to no end.
“I have had a very special harness made for a strap-on designed to stimulate my clit with every single thrust. I am really, really going to enjoy this” Diane laughed. She told Stephanie she be right back.
Diane emerged wearing a huge strap-on.
Stephanie begged to be fucked until she came. Diane said that was a given. She then proceeded to thrust her strap-on deep inside her bride who was still in her chastity cage. Diane came several times. HER BEST ORGASM’s EVER.
She then proceeded to have Stephanie eat her pussy until she came at least 3 more times.
Finally she removed Stephanie’s chastity cage. Her stiffened cock sprung to full erection. She covered it with a condom and told her to try not to come until given permission. She put her strap-on back on and inserted it deeply within. Stephanie did very well, taking a very long hard deep fucking of her pussy. She kept begging and pleading to come. Diane refused to let her. Finally she exploded – the best orgasm that was ever experienced also.
Stephanie apologized and Diane just giggled. “You took it much longer than I expected. But just as I planned your bridal evening” She went back to the bedroom and returned with a wooden cane.
“What better time to teach the bride her place than her bridal night” Diane laughed. She then proceeded to administer 50 hard strokes for having an orgasms before she was given permission. Stephanie’s ass was on fire and tears were streaming down her face.
Finally, she moved in front of her slipping off the condom and dangling it in her face.
“Where does this belong Stephanie?” Diane taunted.
“In my mouth” Stephanie replied. Diane told Charlene to make sure she got some special closeups as she emptied the condom in Stephanie’s mouth. After sucking it for 5 minutes Stephanie was finally allowed to swallow.
Charlene left for the evening.
Diane took Stephanie in her arms. “Well, you may not be ready to be a husband, but you sure were ready to be a bride” she laughed.
“Yes, I want to stay as Stephanie. But keep me as Stephanie forever. Let’s get married, I want this to last forever” Stephanie moaned.
They kissed passionately. The next morning, Stephanie discovered than the pink luggage case only contained female attire. Only to her black dress, stockings, high heels for breakfast in the main dining room.
The end or rather the beginning
Note : based upon the original story from